Have A Doctor Wife

"Wow... Liam... You're so good... I can't stand it."

A cloying sound came from the crack of the door.

"Baby. That's not what your body says..." said a muffled male voice immediately.

The disgusting conversation made Violet Morris, who was standing outside the door, shiver with anger.

The look on her face changed from disbelief to calmness and then finally to a sneer.

Early this morning, her considerate sister, who knew she was back in the country, told her that she had a present for her, but it turned out to be sleeping with her man.

“Well, let me give you something in return.”

Violet took out her phone and opened one of the hottest live-streaming apps.

She edited a text, saying, "Popular Starlet #Hannah Morris sleeping with a wealthy young man #Liam Scott."

Then she clicked the start button and turned on the rear camera.

As both of the protagonists were well-known, the number of viewers shot up within two minutes.

The comments were flying on the screen, "Crap! Is this true? Fucking unbelievable."

"The blogger is shameless. How dare you defame my idol. I’m reporting you."

"Someone finds out who the blogger is, please."

Violet pushed open the door, "Just look at it if you don’t believe it!"

"Ah..." Hearing the door open, Hannah hurriedly curled up in Liam's arms.

Liam covered her carefully and roared, "Get out!"

The audience was astounded, "Holy shit! It seems to be real. Screenshot it!"

"Record it. It's going to be blocked soon."

Violet let out a cold, heartbroken laugh.

"Liam, you said you'd marry me after you inherited the Scott Family. I spent six years waiting for you in Country M, and all I got is your sleeping with my sister?"

After her words, she quickly walked over and pointed her phone at the two.

The spectators’ excitement was stirred, and the live streaming was prohibited in seconds.

Violet had achieved her purpose. She put the phone back in her pocket, "My dear sister, thank you for your surprise. I hope you enjoy my present as well."

"Violet, what are you talking about?" Hannah cuddled up to Liam, quivering pitifully.

Liam looked at Violet with a flash of admiration in his eyes, and his tone softened.

"Violet, I'm sorry. Be a good girl and delete the video and photos."

Violet cursed angrily, "Shut up, you repulsive love rat!"

Liam, who had never been scolded before, flew into a rage.

He got dressed while sneering, "If you had a grain of intelligence, you'd have been aware that I will not marry a woman who’d married to my uncle."

"Besides, I never loved you. I was with you to get close to Hannah. I saved you and sent you to Country M six years ago. Don’t be so ungrateful!"

Never loved her? Married? Saved her? Violet's heart throbbed, touching the little finger of her right with the other hand. Then, her eyes reddened.

Suddenly, the man's and Hannah's phones rang at the same time.

Violet stifled her emotions and smiled, "Oh, I forgot to tell you that I was live streaming. Enjoy your time, bitches. And good luck."

Just as she reached the door, Liam's furious voice sounded behind her, "Go to hell!"

The phone ringing swiftly approached, and Violet tried to dodge it, but it was too close for her to make it.

She felt the back of her head was hit by something, resulting in a sharp pain that spread through her body and that her consciousness faded away...

“Hum...” The sound of a vibrating phone rang in Violet's ears.

Lying on a dressing table, Violet sat up straight with a jerk and opened her eyes to a mirror.

"What!"

The person in the reflection wore dramatic smoky makeup, hair braided on the left side, strands of purple. Her earrings were huge, and her denim jacket had a metal chain.

This outfit was like what she would wear around 18 years old. She was still alive. Had someone intentionally dressed her like this?

Violet did look younger in the mirror, and an idea flashed through her mind. She hurriedly held out her hands to look at them.

Her hands were fair and soft without any callus. Her fingers were slender and straight, looking exactly like they used to be when she was younger.

“Was I reborn like those ridiculous plots in novels or TV dramas?”

Thinking so, Violet clenched her fists so tightly that her nails were sinking into her flesh.

Feeling the sharp pain in her palms, the woman eventually believed that she was indeed reborn.